In My Dreams Poem by Seyamak Ghambari

While I was asleep, a vision I saw “In My Dreams”,
Goddess dressed like Eve, appeared next to me,
Surrendered my soul, as Adam did long time ago,
Weak maybe, but who can't adore?

Such vision of tenderness, hard to describe,
A Body, cut from marble of purity and divine,
Soft skin, perfect curves, to be proud,
Perfection that Michael Angelo, can’t deny.

Head and shoulders, no sculptor has caught,
Tantalising in delicate pose, mystifying with eyes closed,
Vail of soft fabrics, arrays of sun in glow,
Soft Vail, revels just enough to see,
Imagination, temptation ready to explode.


Gentle breeze, swirls around her so close,
Revel her beauty, yet holds her pose,
Like Swirling Dervishes, you lost in trance,
Arabian perfumes, no match for your fragrance.

Flower in Garden of Eden, swaying in breeze,
Should I pick you, and fill my desire?
Or should I let you grow, for every joy?
If I picked your flower, would you resist?
If I love you, will you love me too?
What to do, so I don’t regret?

No Vail holds your beauty from the eyes of Man,
Hold you close “In My Dreams”, till end of my time.

Seyamak Ghambari - 2010